Falling for a John
Leaning against my desk with my arms crossed, I ask, "What did your old bedroom look like?"
"Even messier than yours," Lennox replies, flipping through a hefty graphic novel titled Duncan the Wonder Dog by Adam Hines, one of my favorites. "Nirvana and Blink 182 posters covering the walls, only school books scattered around, an expensive surround sound system, and a punching bag." He rotates the novel vertically as he flips through the panels. "In short, I was cooler than you."
I manage an irritated smile. "It's like you're intentionally trying to get kicked out of my bedroom or something."
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